The imperial capital, the Senate, the sixth day after the invasion of Beijing.

The news of defeat quickly spread throughout the empire. The news that the elite imperialists led by the former heroes of the empire were completely destroyed in just one day shocked the entire empire's government and public.

The imperial emperor Moult II and the entire empire's elders were now looking at the large box in front of them with an angry face, and several officers who were rushing to the dust on both sides of the box.

"You mean, did Reinhardt's last order before his death was to hand over this box of things to me? And it also said that this was related to the fate of the empire?" Moult II's face was full of anger, and the elders around him were also whispering. They really couldn't believe that the former wise general of the empire had consumed 100,000 elite troops in one day, and only received such a little.

"Yes, Your Majesty, this is the last order from the general." The officer's voice was a little scared, and the only thing that originally had dozens of large trucks was left, now this one was lucky to come back. "There is also the scout team leader Coney."

"That guy is crazy." Moult II replied angrily, "who actually said that the empire was about to perish, and he should be beheaded and displayed soon."

The emperor opened the box and took out a magazine from it. He looked at the teasing photo of Angelina Jolie on it, throwing it aside with some disdain, but thought in his heart that he would conquer the other world in the future and must include this beauty in his harem. Then he took out a glass cup worth 5 yuan, and the pure and transparent glass cup immediately attracted a lot of praise around him.

"This is the other side of the door, and these luxury goods are still abundant?"

"Your Majesty, please forgive me for not knowing." The officer replied tremblingly, "The lower officer is responsible for logistics transportation on Mount Arnus. He has not personally participated in this battle. The persons who directly participated in the battle have not yet been able to return from the "Gate of Gods."

Moult II frowned, looked at the fancy things in the box, and sighed, "Reinhardtqing seems to be crazy. What's the use of sending this pile of things? Even the enemy's weapons and equipment cannot be explained."

"That crazy scout should know," a veteran asked.

"He didn't participate in the battle, and the reason why he was crazy was that he always insisted that everyone on the door was moving in an iron chariot, and any one could kill the strongest warriors in the empire."

"Your Majesty, I think Reinhardt means that the people on the other side have high craftsmanship, but you can tell that it is a country that is greedy for pleasure and devotes itself to these beautiful and fun crafts. We should send a large army to attack again," another general said loudly.

"Yes, yes, we should launch another army."

"Mount Arnus is the holy mountain of the empire. How can we let these barbarians from other worlds occupy it? We should send troops to eliminate them immediately."

"With the enemy's foothold is not stable now, otherwise Mount Arnus will be easy to defend and difficult to attack, and it will be very troublesome to build a good city."

The elders became angry and saw the beautiful porcelain, glass products, plastic products and other gadgets in the box. They had automatically regarded these beautiful things as luxury goods (it was indeed a luxury in the empire), and felt that they could rob them on a large scale. There were also colorful gossip magazines and handsome men and beauties of various skin colors in movie magazines that aroused their great interest. They didn't mind sacrificing some lives to plunder. Anyway, most of the people who died were ordinary soldiers and ordinary people.

"Please calm down, please be calm. The other party is an enemy who will wipe out the entire army in one day." As soon as the emperor said, he was full of brainstorms.

"It must be that Reinhardt was too cautious and sent too many scouts to expose the target and was ambushed by the enemy."

"Maybe people from other worlds are waiting at the door."

"Or they bought some people with luxury goods."

"Your Majesty, it may be difficult to fight in another world, but now the barbarians in another world have invaded the empire. Our army is fighting locally, with united people and high morale. We will never lose again."

"We also have a large number of troops from vassal states that can be used for their troops a hundred times that of the enemy."

Listening to everyone's remarks, His Majesty the Emperor was not as optimistic as those people. Although he wanted to let Reinhardt and the nobles lose one battle in another world to weaken the nobles' power, it was unexpected that the entire army would be wiped out so thoroughly. Moreover, for these nobles, it was theirs to win the interests. His Majesty the Emperor only received verbal commendations. If he lost, the emperor should bear the responsibility. Moreover, when the imperial military advisors and those outstanding generals were gone, although the imperial court was clearly centered on the emperor, there were many nobles who wanted to pull him off.

The emperor picked up a piece of roasted sweet potato that had almost turned into dried sweet potatoes, looked at it, but in the end he didn't dare to eat this expired sweet potato. Looking at the things in front of him and the excited nobles, His Majesty the Emperor fell into deep thought.

After a while, Moult II finally made a decision.

"The conscript order is issued immediately. All vassal states must mobilize the main forces to participate in the joint operations of our army, appoint General Klar as the commander of the Expeditionary Force, gather and set off, assemble our troops along the way, go to Carlo City to join forces with the Carlo City defenders and launch an attack on Mount Arnus, and all preparations will be completed within 10 days."

"Your Majesty is wise." The elders bowed together.

Many people have begun to calculate that the troops taken away by Klar and the forces gathered along the way can reach about 100,000, plus the 150,000 people in Carlo City. If the vassal states can gather 150,000 troops, it will be an attack with a total force of 400,000. This is the first time in the history of the empire. Many nobles have decided to participate in person or send their nephews to accumulate martial arts honors.

"Father, please stop this action."

The voice of a determined young woman spread in the Senate, attracting everyone's eyes, and then transforming into questioning eyes.

The Imperial Princess, the leader of the Rose Knights "Imperial Vase", Pingna Moult was blushing at the gate of the Senate, looking at the disdainful gazes of these nobles.

"The 100,000 troops of Reinhardt and Duke Ogudita were wiped out so easily, which shows that the other world is not as simple as we imagined. We should first send an envoy to contact them in the name of diplomatic negotiations, and then decide on the next plan."

As soon as Princess Pingna finished speaking, she immediately caused an uproar.

"The empire never took the initiative to send envoys, and they all came to seek peace by the other party."

"Do you want a dwarf before the war has begun?"

"If you can't win on the battlefield, what's the use of negotiation?"

"Mount Arnus is the holy mountain of the empire. It has never been so embarrassing to negotiate with the enemy before it has been recaptured."

"Now the enemy has just arrived and has not yet established a foothold. When we send envoys back and forth, it will be even harder to deal with it when they stand on their feet."

"Your Highness, the men of the empire are not dead yet."

"Reinhardt is nothing but a false reputation, I, Clar, will not make it to his mistake."

The angry voices of the nobles reached Princess Pingna's ears, making her blush even more, but because of her identity, she could not speak back, so she had to look at Moult II tightly.

"Enough, Pingna, go down and stop making trouble." The emperor finally spoke.

"But father..." Pingna wanted to argue about something.

"Shut up, go down." Moult II scolded in an unquestionable tone, "This is a major event in the court. If you are a princess, you should be like a princess. Don't continue to lose face to the royal family."

Pingna looked at the contemptuous look in the court, believing that if she was a man, she was afraid that many people would have come up to hit her, so the princess shook her head and had to walk down.

"Your Highness, Princess." The mage Misel hurriedly came up to meet him, seeing tears in Pingna's eyes.

"Oh my God, Your Highness, are you crying?" Misel looked horrified, then picked up a huge bath towel and immediately pasted it on the princess' face to "wipe" her tears.

"Enough, Misel, don't be so exaggerated. I haven't cried yet, and I don't plan to take a shower with tears." Princess Pinga, who lost her light in an instant, pushed the other person away, and then angrily threw away the bath towel that would not be a problem to wrap herself in.

"Your Highness Princess, who made you angry?" Misel said indignantly. The magic stone on her wrist guard was shining. A fireball had formed in her left hand and raised it high. "Except for His Majesty the Emperor, everyone else dared to make the cry Princess cry. I went to burn their home."

"Ah, Misel, don't set fire to the Senate before you plan to burn anyone, okay?" Pingna saw the fireball raised by the other party directly lit the hanging curtains next to her...

With the soldiers' efforts to extinguish the rescue, the Senate's "inexplicable fire" finally did not start.

The princess who escaped from the crime scene pulled Misel back to her palace and sat down in the garden. Pingna blocked her eyes with her hands, and once again suspected that she had used such a servant magician.

"Your Highness..." Misel made a sound as weak as a timid kitten

"Misel, how did I ask you to check?"

"I found out that a deserter who was sent back by General Reinhardt this time, named Coney, was a scout team leader. He was imprisoned in the heavenly prison for escaping and the destruction of the rumored empire. If nothing unexpected happens, General Klar will use his head to sacrifice to the God of War when he sends troops." Misel suddenly became energetic, and then turned to a squeaky tone and asked in a low voice, "Your Highness, the fire in the Senate this time..."

"The Senate suffered a fire for unknown reasons and will not deduct your salary." Pingna replied a little annoyed.

"Your Highness, Princess." Misel opened his tears and looked at Pingna gratefully - her salary this month has been deducted.

"You go and ask the warden to arrange it immediately. I remember that the warden is a nobleman from the Redel family. If you ask Serra to help, she is also a direct line of the Redel family. We will go to Tianzhu to meet this guy tomorrow." Pingna ordered without hesitation.

"Tianzhu? No, no, no, how can Your Highness the Princess go to that kind of place?" Misel was shocked. "Just let me go, tell me what you want to ask."

"The troops participating in the battle almost never came back from another world alive. This scout captain is the only one who has reconnaissed the other world and returned alive. Even if the rumors are crazy, I will personally confirm what kind of monster our opponent is." Pingna punched the table, her face full of grief and anger.

"But your Majesty has not ordered a conquest, and it is said that General Klar has reached 400,000 troops."

"Klar was chosen because the entire empire is unable to find a noble general with a higher status than him." Pingna looked a little disdainful, "In terms of command ability, he was not worthy of carrying shoes to generals like Reinhardt and Agudita. Now that the empire's elites are all out, they may face a greater crisis. You can prepare."

The next day at noon, the most heavenly prison in the Empire

In this dark, wet and seemingly never to see the light of day, the most vicious criminals and various "political prisoners" in the entire empire are imprisoned, and most of them will not have a chance to come out except on the day they are publicly executed.

"I said Misel." Princess Pingna looked at the other person with a questioning look, "Do I need to dress like this?"

Misel prepared a thick black robe for the princess, similar to the clothes that cover the whole body of Saudi Arabian women, and could only reveal a pair of eyes.

"How can the princess's body be blasphemy to those criminals?" Misel looked serious, "And I came to explore the way yesterday and found that the prison was very hot and smelled bad. I couldn't let the princess suffer such grievances." After saying that, Misel had skillfully put the robe on the princess and covered the veil on the princess' face.

Princess Pingna is now determined to never leave anything to Misel for the first time. She feels like she is wrapped in a quilt and is sweating profusely in a short while. She probably has to be suffocated by this dress before being smothered by the tide and unpleasant smell in the prison. Now it's just the end of May.

"Your Highness, here." Misel did not change any clothes, but was still wearing an ordinary magician robe and cloak, holding the princess' hand, and walked into the prison...

Pingna felt that she was too eye-catching. Along the way, the discussions between the prisoners around her never stopped.

"How much crime did this be punished?"

"What kind of punishment is this? Is it a stolen punishment?"

"It's really a bad thing for the warden to wear this outfit here."

"It's so pitiful, why not just pull it out and behead it."

"Who is this? This must be the new monster you have captured."

"A bunch of rude guys, be careful I will burn you to death." Misel scolded angrily, then looked back at the princess, "Your Highness, don't listen to them nonsense. Even if you wear this outfit, you are still beautiful and charming."

The princess, whose appearance has completely turned into a black slime, had no intention of listening to these things. She just felt that she was about to have heatstroke. If she could get heatstroke in the cold and wet dungeon, she would probably be the first person.

"Your Highness, here." Misel stopped in front of a separate cell.

In the iron cage of the cell, a thin man was sitting cross-legged on the ground, staring at the front with his breathless eyes.

"Are you the former scout captain Coney?" Misel asked loudly.

The other party raised his eyelids and smiled contemptuously:

"What is this? The new execution method invented by those boring old guys in the Empire? Monster Serge?"

Princess Pingna, who was already sweating all over, finally couldn't stand it anymore. She pushed Misel away, grabbed the railing of the prison with both hands, and roared loudly inside:

“￥%…#@*&.”

A bunch of unidentified languages ​​came from behind Princess Pinga's veil that seemed to be made of waterproof canvas.

Coney was stunned for a moment, then understood, "You are not training monsters to speak humans."

The princess stopped, she grabbed her black robe and pulled it off.
To be continued...